http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/?disp=comments en-US http://backend.userland.com/rss 60 Mon, 12 Oct 2009 07:12:59 +0000 tancred c29@http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/ "There is a gathering in the mess hall in half an hour. An attendant will provide your with a room and some fresh clothes." With that she leaves with Maximilian in tow, handing him over to a servitor-attendant waiting outside. You're taken to a two-man room - you sure your aboard a starship by the way, even though you've never been on one before - an armored Arbites bodysuit, without any insignia is laid out for you, together with a heavy auto-pistol and your own trusted power-maul. The shower has just been used you notice. After finishing cleaning up and dressing you follow the servitor to the mess hall. http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/2009/10/11/agent-maximilian-i-robot#c29 Sun, 11 Oct 2009 17:47:48 +0000 kuhnrat c26@http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/ The young arbitrator is loosing this confrontation, realising he never had a chance to begin with. He is using all his will to keep up his composure of authority. But the authority is all hers. Her words are hitting him as commandment and his words passing his lips as weak excuses and accusations. How dare she speak of such blasphemy? She should be burned three times for what she is saying. The Inquisition is a holy cult of the Emperor, not this warped Interrogator which is standing before him. The arbitrator is silently praying to the God-Emperor by reciting the Law of faith as dictated by the Emperor himself. His devotion to the Law as his last and only shield in this wrecked situation. http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/2009/10/11/agent-maximilian-i-robot#c26 Sun, 11 Oct 2009 17:02:16 +0000 kuhnrat c25@http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/ "The Law is the voice of our Emperor. To act against it, is to speak against him." "Never speak ill of it or think yourself better than it. If you say I can not be within it I shall walk beside and together with it. As brothers in arms, I'm as his keeper and he as mine." "Your words changes from sweet to sour, both tormenting and comforting me. If it is the initiation to the Inquisition to beat out and take my loyalty to others, you’re succeeding." "But the Law will be the last you'll take from me, my self pity you have taken already." http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/2009/10/11/agent-maximilian-i-robot#c25 Sun, 11 Oct 2009 16:18:35 +0000 tancred c24@http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/ "Now now, no breaking down please. My master thinks quite highly of you, so don't force me to return to him empty handed..." "The Inquisition deals in secrets, but you should not keep secrets from your team-mates, yourself included. So you HAD to know. Everything. For you not to know would have been a potential weakness - just look at yourself - that an enemy of the Emperor might have used. Now you know it and it can't hurt you anymore - if ever a cultist or nobleman tries to use it against you, feeling oh so clever, you can just smile as you take him down." "Anyway...there is nothing wrong with you, except your mode of birth. It is illegal to make something in the image of Man. But we are the Inquisition, and we stand outside the law. If my master feels your are wholesome and in possession of a pure soul, then that is good enough for me. It should be good enough for you too. Not sure about the Emperor though, so you might have to work at little to impress him!" She smiles devilishly: "I'm only kidding. Inquisitor Tancred believes your fate has been marked by the Emperor, and he's pretty close to the source so to speak, so you should do all right." She pats you on the cheek in the motherly fashion: "And believe me, I've met machines that were a lot nicer than most of the 'real' people I get to meet. So just put the self-pity behind you and you should be fine." http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/2009/10/11/agent-maximilian-i-robot#c24 Sun, 11 Oct 2009 11:07:56 +0000 kuhnrat c23@http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/ Thank you Mother, for stabbing my heart. A stabbing that should been done while I lay in the bioroid's womb. Your words sounds impossible and lie but you stand before me dressed in our Emperors sigils. Thank you for kicking me down to sub-humanity. For making me sick of my own image and the realization of my daily profanity. But most of all Thank you dear Mother for showing me that I never have and never will be loved by our God-Emperor. To stay in his light and glory knowing that even the worms and bugs on the ground will feel the warmth of his holy being. DAMN YOU WOMAN!!! You didn't have to tell me their names... (sobbing) (regaining posture) You may deny me our Emperor's love...but you can’t deny Him mine! http://www.twilightpeaks.net/blogs/index.php/2DH/2009/10/11/agent-maximilian-i-robot#c23